Prince Paintings, Barbecue and Beer: A Day in Sanford, Florida

Yesterday, I drove from Orlando (my current home) to my hometown Sanford, Florida.  For outsiders, depending on what route you take, the drive can be anywhere between thirty-five to forty-five minutes.

First, I stopped by  Seminole County Health Department.

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I went here to obtain copies of my mom’s death certificate.  For those that don’t know, my mom passed away two months ago. The death certificates will be mailed to bill collectors showing them my mom is dead. Also, I will include a letter telling those folks to quit calling me. From what I understand, when I send a letter telling them to cease calling me, they have to do what I say.

Next stop was Sanford’s Lake Monroe.

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A nice cool breeze blew across the water.  First, on top of a picnic table, I sat  under a small pavilion. I meditated as the breeze moved over my body.

After meditation, I took a walk and eventually shot the previous selfie.

Next, I drove to Fuel, a barbecue joint.

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Managed by the friendly Clay Watson, Fuel is connected to The Alley, a live blues joint.  No music was going on.  That usually happens at night.

I hadn’t planned on coming to Fuel. I was waiting to attend the place with a friend. Yet, I decided to go in anyway.

I ordered a half rack of ribs with greens and macaroni & cheese. Plus I grabbed a bottle of Bud Light from a nearby display cooler. The bill was twenty bucks and some change.

As for the food?  Oh my god!  The rib meat easily fell off the bone. I poured hot barbecue sauce on the rib and went to town.  Oh yea, the greens and macaroni contained a homemade taste, none of that store bought stuff.  The greens and macaroni even tasted better than the crap you buy at chain restaurants. Of course, I put hot sauce on the greens.

After leaving Fuel, I noticed some artwork across the street.  First, on display was a painting of Muhammad Ali. The painting existed on a picket fence section.

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As much as I loved the Ali painting, it was the second painting that really caught my eye, a painting of Prince.

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Both pieces are at Park and 2nd Antiques.

Next, the most emotional of the trip was about to begin. I drove to Shiloh Cemetery to visit my mom.

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Neither of the graves in the previous photo are my mom’s.  Yet, this is Shiloh.  Some of my relatives hate this place.  You have to drive through some deep woods to get here.  Sometimes, the dirt road to the place is all muddy and full of puddles. As you drive by ancient graves and tombstones, you can vision zombies crawling from them. So, Mom is being moved next to my grandmother in a nearby cemetery. To get to this cemetery, you won’t have to drive through zombie territory.

Yea, I choked up.  My mom’s passing is going to remain with me for a long time. I never met my biological father. He passed away in 2007.  Plus my Grandmother Eva passed away in 2013.  Back in 2009, I moved in with Grandma Eva when I was at one of my lowest. Now with both parents gone and my grandmother gone, I sometimes feel alone.  Yet, I know I got friends and other family members who care about me.

After the cemetery visit, I started driving back to Orlando. To get to Sanford, I usually take 17-92.  Going back to Orlando, I usually hit Old Lake Mary Road and drive through the  City of Lake Mary. Then, I hit Lake Mary Boulevard and take the back roads heading to 434.

On Lake Mary Boulevard, I noticed an art event happening in Lake Mary’s Central Park.  I remembered reading about the event on Facebook.  It was the Wine Art Wednesday event.

I drove to the event and parked.  I’ll be honest.  I didn’t look at the art right away.  The first place I searched for was the beer joint.  After asking, a nice couple gave me the directions to the booze.

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After I drunk my beer, I walked around.  Soon, I came across Kelvin Arias table. When he noticed me, Kelvin said hello.

Yet, with a beer buzz happening, I said, “No, the fuck you didn’t.”

I said that because I noticed his Prince painting.

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He had a Tupac painting too.  Yet, I’m a Biggie fan. So, fuck Tupac.

“How much?” I asked referring to the Prince painting.

“Forty bucks,” Kelvin said.

I bought that motherfucker. He caught me at the right time, me having a beer buzz and some cash. Yet, for me, that was the wrong time. For me, booze and money is a bad mix. With booze in my system, money flies out of my pocket too quick.

But fuck it. This was a painting of my favorite musician. Even a nice Lake Mary cop noticed it.

“Is that a painting of Prince?” he asked as I headed to my car.

“Yes, sir,” I answered.

Originally, I was supposed to buy a Prince painting from my buddy Eric Mathews.  If he still has it, I guess I’ll buy that one too.

But wait, I forgot to mention.  Before I left, I ran into my artist friend April Hawkins.

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April told me Wine Art Wednesday happens once every month.  I think she also mentioned artists can rent space for fifteen bucks.

After talking to April is when I left and ran into the friendly Lake Mary cop.

As for Prince being my favorite musician, my mom does have a connection to that.  You see, she was the first to introduce the household to Prince’s music. Because of that, I felt  both the pain of my mom and Prince dying in the same year.

Enough of the pity party. Today, I meditated with the cool breeze of Lake Monroe. I ate good barbecue.  I attended an art event and drunk booze. Plus I found a Prince painting for a good price.

Today, life was good.

 

About Patrick Scott Barnes

Most of Central Florida knows Stone Crazy (Patrick Scott Barnes) as a poet. Yet, he also photographs, DJ and blogs. The rest of the time, he's guzzling booze in a Central Florida bar.
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2 Responses to Prince Paintings, Barbecue and Beer: A Day in Sanford, Florida

  1. Jinzo_2400 says:

    Love Prince too…..I drifted away from his newer jams but his music is so timeless and eternal.
    Sorry about moms,Stone…..

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